[Poem] Build Yourself a City [Author Unknown]

Build yourself a city.
Found yourself a state.
Do not cry for pity.
Grab and master fate.
Grab a swamp and drain it.
Cut the log and plain plane it.
Make the hill the valley field,
and on the man-made plain
breathe your last complaint.
Lay your shame,
forget your name,
do not cry for pity.
Build yourself a city.